A story... There once was this girl. Had many friends, went through good times and hard times. Introduced to boys some she liked, some 'liked' her. Some were just complete assholes. She went through her teenage years thinking all guys were using her:Lust, and she was never getting what she wanted: Love. Soon enough she grew up, attended college and moved on with her life. Keeping in contact with many friends, she needed something more in life. She continued to concentrate on her career as a marine biologist. As she continued to work hard, someone else was trying to work as hard as they could to get her attention. He happened to work with Aimee, a cute boy, 6'3, short Brown hair, soft blue eyes gazing at her. Finally he worked up the courage to ask her out on a date... The rest of the story is up to Aimee to figure out: Could this be the boy?
A secret... A way to success is patience.
A confession... Moving on is scary.
A Fear... Losing your the loves of your life. (Your friends are the true happiness)
A Rant... I hate immature people.
Anything... Life is what YOU make it. Love you Aimee.
There once was this girl. Had many friends, went through good times and hard times. Introduced to boys some she liked, some 'liked' her. Some were just complete assholes. She went through her teenage years thinking all guys were using her:Lust, and she was never getting what she wanted: Love. Soon enough she grew up, attended college and moved on with her life. Keeping in contact with many friends, she needed something more in life. She continued to concentrate on her career as a marine biologist. As she continued to work hard, someone else was trying to work as hard as they could to get her attention. He happened to work with Aimee, a cute boy, 6'3, short Brown hair, soft blue eyes gazing at her. Finally he worked up the courage to ask her out on a date...
The rest of the story is up to Aimee to figure out: Could this be the boy?
A secret...
A way to success is patience.
A confession...
Moving on is scary.
A Fear...
Losing your the loves of your life. (Your friends are the true happiness)
A Rant...
I hate immature people.
Anything...
Life is what YOU make it.
Love you Aimee.
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